The Author's POV

"I warned you didn't I?"

Honestly, though I expected something to happen I didn't expect it to happen right after I returned from my toilet trip.

It felt as if I missed out on all of the fun.

"it's you?"

Releasing Amanda, Elijah stood up and looked at me who had just come back from the bathroom.

"kuhh...huff...huff!"

Looking at Amanda who was gripping her neck heavily gulping for air I pretty much got the gist of what was happening.

The event had already started.

"Rank 1750 Ren Dover"

"...hm? Yes?"

Turning my attention back to Elijah who had just called me, I instantly noticed his relaxed attitude.

The way he was looking at me irked me, but I didn't say anything. Judging from the pressure he was releasing he was at least rank if not rank.

But fortunately for me, thanks to all the training I did, the pressure wasn't weighing down on me much. The fact that he was primarily focused on Amanda also helped me.

Judging from how relaxed he seemed, it looked like he didn't see me as a threat.

'Perfect'

Smirking to myself, I started to devise a plan.

well...since he was looking down on me, I may as well capitalize on his carelessness.

You see...one of the greatest things about keeping a low profile was that no one knew what you were truly capable of.

This especially worked in my favor as the [Keiki style] was primarily a one hit one kill sword art.

All I needed was one clean hit and he was done for.

The fact that I kept a low profile and chose not to expose my strength helped me buy an opening.

In fact, even though I said all of this, I wasn't really confident even if I caught him by surprise.

Although there was a chance I could kill him if I was really lucky, those chances were slim.

It just wasn't easy to bridge the gap between F and D ranks. Though I practiced a peerless five-star manual technique, I would at most be able to graze him if I confronted him directly. He was just that much better than me...

Each rank was fundamentally different from the other. Each rank increase was like an increase in strength by a factor greater than 2.

Bridging one rank was already hard for me, two? Almost impossible.

If not for his arrogance, those chances would've never been higher than zero.

Knowing this, I had prepared beforehand.

Having learned my lesson since the dungeon incident, I devised a little safe plan for me in case the situation turned serious.

Before coming to the party, I messaged Thomas and asked him for a favor.

Since I more or less knew something was going to happen at the party, I predicted that Elijah was going to install some sort of dimensional space which prevented any outside interference.

A dimensional space was a pocket dimension separate from the outside world. Everything that happened inside of the dimension was separate from the real world preventing anyone from noticing that something was wrong. It created an illusion to people making it seem that everything was normal, when in fact something else was going on inside. No sound or transmissions could be leaked preventing people from calling for backup. It was the perfect device to hide a crime.

Knowing this, when I messaged Thomas, I specifically told him that if by chance in the next four hours my phone suddenly lost signal, he was to send an encrypted message to Alexander Stern, Amanda's father as well as the authorities.

In the message, I directly wrote that a villain was attacking this specific location and many students were in danger, I also emphasized that Amanda was one of the said students.

Thomas, who was a high ranking member of the black market to send the message. Chances were that Alexander Stern and the authorities would

to do was stall

floor passed out, I knew that I didn't have much time. Though this may have been a sleeping drug, it could've also been an

didn't know what was in their system, I

the situation was unfavorable, I knew I had

my skill bar, I instantly

[Monarch's indifference]

what it was before. Slowly,

my heartbeat, my

everyone in the hall. I no longer cared about Elijah.

the chess

...

"w-what's happening?"

Leaning against the wall, Ren heavily

I was wondering why you weren't affected

staggering all over

in the end because you are so weak the

Elijah with wide eyes, Ren

"D-drug?"

I don't have much time to talk with someone as

towards Ren's direction, Elijah's eyes were full

bone to

"khh"

by the hair, Elijah coldly

my class you repeatedly yawned and acted bored...was it

-Slap!

the face until a red mark appeared on his face, Elijah

-Slap!

1750 should sit quietly and listen to

-Slap!

actually dared to provoke

-Slap!

now...just as I was about to have my fun with Amanda you

-Slap!

fact that you will

face slowly turned purple as his

the scene in the distance, Amanda

...was he all talk?

her, Amanda thought that maybe he was hiding his strength. Moreover, the way he showed up looking all fine

remaining energy to shoot Elijah, she felt

her. Though he was being slapped continuously by Elijah, his eyes never wavered. They were the eyes of a predator that was looking for the right

whatever she was doing, Amanda looked

he still

twisted in pain, his eyes which were devoid of any emotion were staring at

Amanda clenched her teeth and quietly

know what he was planning, she had this inexplicable feeling that only if she listened to him would she be able to get out of this

Amanda was slowly accumulating the mana into her bow, Ren

being slapped senseless and yet you still have

-Slap!

the slap landed on Ren's face, his head twisted to the side due to the

-Slap!

the other side, Ren's face twisted to the other

for it, I will gladly

-Slap! -Slap! -Slap!

minutes, the loud sounds of slaps reverberated across the hall. Soon, Elijah stopped as he looked down. Beneath him, Ren's battered face

"Let's end this"

longer responsive, Elijah prepared to go for the kill. Though he was sure that no one was going to interfere for the next two hours, he still needed to finish the mission.

increased in length becoming extremely sharp at the

"Goodbye"

-Wooosh!

the neck, he heard